The Dream World

On the way to the Prancing Minotaur, Ryle had fallen into a gutter, went into someone else's house, and lost his way. Little that he know, he was already out of town. Now, where am I? he thought, where is this Planking Mirror Toll. Or was it Mirabell? Minstrel? he sighed. Clearly, he had forgotten the name of the tavern. Tracing his step back, he wanted to get back to the Blue Rose Inn, but the attempt only made his more lost and strayed far from his path. Five minutes later, he was in the thick woods, dark and silent in the empty night.

In the shadows a shape stirred. The sky was dark and the mixture of the red Evermoon and the eerie light of the stars above cast a dreadful nature to the area. The beast stirred, stalking it's prey in the bushes and getting in a position behind it's prey. The beast threw away stealth and ran from the bushes roaring fiercely.



The beast was a Manticore. The nightmare of lost travellers in the Middle-East and Mediterranean. Is roared at him and hooked it's tail over it's back in a vicious manner. This evil nightmare wished to see the scared face on it's victim before it dined. It's roar was an attempt to stun and scare his victim into a fearful confusion.

At first, Ryle did not noticed the creature. Only the roar warned him. Naturally, Ryle turned at the direction of the roar and was shocked to see what seemed to be a huge fierce lion. The dark of the night made it hard to see the creature clearly, but he could make out the mane. The dark night concealed the black scorpion tail and the weird black scale like things on its four feet. "Shit!" he cussed. "This place must be Africa! Where else would I be if not Africa!? Where else could a huge lion be!? A zoo probably!? No, I'm pretty sure I'm in Africa!" Fright and panic overwhelms him but he was not going to stand there and wait to see if the creature would attack. He did what most people would do. He darted away at the opposite direction and ran not in a straight line but rather in a random zigzag motion, turning corners around trees for cover from the creature's line of sight and making sure to be silent so not to attract the creature's senses. He was too busy running to pay attention where he was headed. What currently matters was to get to get as far away as possible.

Dov took a moment to process the idea. He did not truly understand the concept, well not in detail. "So, which soul exactly? Is he a copy of my soul, my soul, or a completely different soul altogether?" Dov asked, tilting his head, and along with Dov, the pup did too. His voice only proved more of his curiosity.

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Ryle's attempt to flee:

Awesomeness: 9/20
Description: 16/20
Logic: 18/20
Dice roll: 14/20

Ryle has a 57% chance to escape the Manticore.

The manticore looked on with pleasure as it's prey fled. The Manticore took off after it into the trees, the manticore watched as it tried to zig zag and maneuver to try and confuse it. The Manticore kept his eye on the prey and broke off in a sprint getting ready for a pounce on it's back and to deliver a killing blow to it's neck with his lethal jaws.

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The Manticore's Pursuit

Awesomeness: 12/20
Description: 15/20
Logic: 18/20
Dice roll: 18/20

The Manticore has a 63% chance to catch up to Ryle

The manticore caught up to Ryle and was now only a few metres behind him ready to pounce.

"So, which soul exactly? Is he a copy of my soul, my soul, or a completely different soul altogether?" Dov asked, tilting his head, and along with Dov, the pup did too. His voice only proved more of his curiosity.

Trenton sighed. He was tired of soul peering. He was already tired from his little teleportation act. He didn't need to waste some more energy to answer a question that had already been answered. "He's bound to you, he's a part of your soul." Trenton answered. He liked the curiosity, but asking the same questions would only leave them at a stalemate.

"So... What's your name friend?" Trenton asked the young man in the black cloak.

It wasn't hard to detect where the creature was because of its massive size. When it landed behind Ryle, a sound was made and the earth shook slightly. Glancing behind him, he saw the creature with its legs bent as a cat would do before lunging forward to catch its prey. If he could, Ryle would get back to town where there would be help, but he was lost and no longer had the slightest idea where the town was. He had no choice but to keep running randomly. To escape and survive from the coming attack, Ryle used the same strategy as before, turning every corners of trees for cover in which the creature may have a hard time getting through and pouncing at him. While he did so, he kept snapping his finger just like he did earlier at the Blue Rose Inn, beads of sweat appeared and trickled down his forehead.

((I discovered I messed up my system. *Shadereen originally invented it* I screwed up, so from here on out the "NPC" characters won't have their actions evaluated))

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Ryles attempt to flee:

Awesomeness: 9/20
Logic: 18/20
Description: 18/20
Roll: 10/20

Ryle has a 55% chance to evade and flee the Manticore. He evades but a 70% or higher is needed to escape.

The Manticore pounced but caught air as Ryle took off. The Manticore was now angry and hungrier because of all the running. He chased Ryle again, this time utilising his tail, he fired pins of horn out of his tail towards Ryle, like a turret mounted on it's back. The Manticore was trying to either kill him or wound him so the beast could make the kill.

"Dov. And one last question about the whole soul thing. Being bound to me, does that mean that I feel his pain? When I tripped over him at first, my side began to hurt without reason." Dov stated. His pup had now taken a few laps around the table with a cheerful gait. It seemed so full of energy and innocence. When the pup did finally stop, Dov began to rub the pup's head with his hand, causing the little wolf to tilt his head towards Dov's hand.

With his back to the creature, Ryle was unaware of its whipping tail unleashing pins of horns towards him. He continued as he did before, running as far as he could while covering himself behind trees, out of the creature's line of sight. Fate would decide whether the projectile would miss or hit the powerless man.

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Ryles chance to evade/escape the Manticore:

Awesomeness: 9/20
Logic: 9/20
Description: 16/20
Roll: 14/20

Ryle has 48% chance. He fails to evade the Manticores missiles.

One of the manticores horns flew straight into Ryles calf with great force, plunging into the flesh of his muscle and stopping at the bone. A very painful wound, but not life threatening. Yet. The manticore roared in delight and slowly wandered over to it's now incapacitated prey.

Trenton laughed. "you already know the answer to that Dov." Trenton told him. Then, something was ringing in his head. Trenton himself was just a dream, and there was a Nightmare nearby. He could always sense other dreams, good or evil. This one was far from good.

"Come with me." Trenton said. He grabbed the men by the wrists and his eyes glowed again, like they had when he manipulated the dream realm before. They didn't actually teleport this time, but more of levitated at a very fast pace through objects as if they were air. Trenton stopped when they were just a few seconds into the warp. They had arrived about a five minute walk out of Mantua, beside the crumpled figure of the other young man. "It shouldn't be this close to town!" Trenton cursed.

The manticore recoiled when three new targets appeared, but to it they were more food. The manticore launched out into a sprint and pounced at the man in the front who's eyes glowed with teeth bared and tail ready to sting.

Trenton raised his hand to the beast, but as it pounced, it passed right through him. Trenton himself being a dream couldn't directly effect the creature or even touch it. "Here!" Trenton shouted. With a wave of his hands The Nathaniel, Dov and Ryle were armed with swords and shields. "protect yourselves well. I won't let you die here." Trenton told them, then he dissappeared into thin air.

((footnote: This is an extreme amount of Godmodding on my part, but I can't let Ryle die this far into the RP...And; I want a little more action and excitement. This event will most likely scare the characters into wanting to go home, thus putting our RP in motion. If there is a problem with it I am willing to tweak this post.))

Dov had just grabbed the pup before he was grabbed by Trenton. Next thing he knew, he had a new sword and shield in his hands. That was right before he noticed the, the whatever it was. He could make out the outline of a scorpion's tail and the body of a standard beast, of which he could not tell.

Dov's panic set in, strike at the biggest threat or die because you didn't. One could say that Dov only fled when he thought, like he didn't have a flight instinct, but instead a flight thought. Never the less, Dov charged the manticore with his shield up and his sword at his side. His target was the tail of the beast, planning the use the shield to stop the teeth and claws long enough for Dov to stab the tail near, or at, the poison sack. If he was lucky enough, his strike would leave the sword stuck in the ground and the tail.

Dov's whole logical analysis capabilities had kicked in. His choice of the tail as the first target came with this simple thought, 'The tail has poison that kills within a single hit, the claws and teeth do not.' And the thought for the attacking was 'Have to kill it before it kills me.'

All the while, the pup ran behind a tree, likely too small for the manticore to even notice.

When the tail horns struck Ryle's calf, a searing hot sensation was perceived. "Argh!" he screamed and pressed both his hands on his injury, stumbling down on the hard ground. Drenched in sweat, his vision began to blur. He was not accustomed to pain. All of his life living in the comfort of the city made him weak and fragile.
Is this it for me?
Two silhouettes appeared before him and his heart pounded as fear overwhelms him, his wound throbbing.
Is that the reapers I see? Are they here to collect me?
Then a sword and shield appeared on his hands, automatically letting his grip on his calf loosen.
What is this?
He tried to get up, but one of his leg could no longer carry his weight. Blood pooled on the ground beneath him since pressure was no longer instilled in on his torn calf. To his surprise, one of the silhouettes began fighting the creature. His vision reddened and blackened, almost losing his consciousness, but not quite.

Nathaniel's mind was sent racing when the mystery man he would come to know as Trenton announced that not only was it possible to get back home. He could do so in this very body. What an amazing thought that was. But before he could open his mouth to say anything he seen Trenton's expression change to a more serious one. He reached out grabbing Nathan and the other man's wrists and his eyes began to glow. His protest was never heard as they seemingly began to float up, through the roof and into the air. They passed through the buildings, trees and people as if they weren't even real. It was a quick journey and experience though as he came to a halt in the thick of the woods. The light was waning but he could still see well enough. There was a man on the ground, one he noticed was from earlier, and what appeared to be some sort of lion not but a few feet from the man.

"It shouldn't be this close to town!" Trenton yelled before apparently trying to stop the creature. But it only passed through him like he was still unreal. Then he turned to them and shouted, "Here!" As he did so a sword and shield appeared in everyone's hands. It was apparent he wished for Nathan to help this man. The other man with him, Dov, charged forward almost immediately heading directly into the beast. Fool.

Moving forward a few steps, he bent down to check the wounded man. He had what appeared to be a large stinger-like bone lodged deep in his calf. Nathaniel had seen worse wounds from arrows but he knew the man was definitely not going to enjoy the next few moments. "I'm going to pull it but you will have wrap your own wound. Can you hear me? Do you understand?" He checked the man's face and he seemed to be lucid enough to have understood. He used the tip of his sword to cut a strip of the man's shirt quickly. Setting his blade on the ground he put the strip of cloth in the mans hand, removing the sword from his grip. Nathan then counted from three backwards aloud before yanking the spike out with a bit of trouble.

Soon as it was over he stood, no longer concerned with the man. He breathed deeply as he tightened the grip on his blade. Observing the situation between the lion like creature and Dov. Who was working his way behind the creature trying to attack it's tail. Knowing from experience that if the creature acts anything like an actual lion it wasn't going to allow that, Nathan charged forward yelling and clashing his sword against his shield trying to distract the creature for him. He was ready for it as he circled around to stay on the opposite side of Dov, hoping it would attack him instead of the fool.

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The attacks on the Manticore

Dov:

Awesomeness: 18/20
Logic: 5/20
Description: 16/20
Roll: 16/20

Dov scores a 55% chance to hit the Manticore.... I want a 70 to actually do any major damage, anything 50 or over is a hit.

Nate:

Awesomeness: 15/20
Logic: 20/20 (Saviour bonus ;) )
Description: 18/20
Roll: 18/20

Holy shit! this is possibly one of the greatest posts I've ever seen evaluated, good job Quantum. The Manticore was successfully distracted by Nathaniel. (71% chance to distract the Manticore.)

The manticore roared furiously as the man disappeared and he began to get charged. The Manticore could easily hear the man coming from behind him. The manticore was about to turn around and attack when his ears began to ring. He turned an had his tail plates made of hardened scale slashed with a sword. (The sword bounced off of the scale Manticore has 98/100 health left)

His companion started to beat his shield in front of him. The Manticores sensitive ears were being overflowed with pain from the sound so the Manticore lashed out at this man, jaws wide open and aimed for his throat.

Trenton saw the manticore lash out at Nate. Trenton cringed and hoped to god they would be alright. Trento reached out a hand at Ryle and probed his consciousness. He was beginning to bleed out. They couldn't leave until the creature was dead however, then it may attack an unarmed farmhand, and start terrorizing the town. Trenton allowed some of his massive pool of energy flow into Ryle to help speed the healing of the wound, and it began to shut, the pain would still be there for a while, but in a few hours he would be completely well.

((I want to make some adjustments to this system so that the modifier can go up to 100% instead of just 80%. But what else could I evaluate? Give me ideas in OOC will ya?))

The attack brought some incite to Dov. His targets main, or at least most dangerous, weapon was well protected. The beast was also now distracted by Nate. This meant that the two kill shots were wide open, the throat and the heart.

After only a single moment of thought, Dov continued his assault strategy. Shield up and sword held so that he could easily stab, Dov shot straight for the beast's throat. If he was right, one good strike could cause the beast to choke on its own blood.

Upon reaching the beast, two possibilities could occur, or so Dov calculated. The first would be that the beast maintained focus on Nate, and if this were to happen, Dov would put one foot on the nearest claw while he positioned the shield to be ready for an attack from the tail or back claw. Now on the front foot, Dov would use his hand with the sword in it to stab the beast's neck, hoping for a kill shot. The other possibility would be that the beast noticed Dov. In this situation, Dov would crouch so that his shield covered him from claws, teeth, and tail. As the beast would come into striking range, Dov would attempt to send his blade through the creatures mouth.

Nathaniel could see as the creature was definitely in discomfort as he screamed and clanked his sword against his shield. His plan was working and the creature turned to face him. But at the same moment he had a thought that this might not have been the best idea. He stared the beast down as it angrily eyed him. He could both see and feel the rage within the creature as he stared at it's wild eyes. If it weren't so dangerous the beast would actually be pretty majestic. But he didn't have long to examine it before it moved to dash forward ready to easily crush him between it's jaws. Past it he could see that the man named Dov was trying to attack it again as he ran towards it from behind. Instead of rolling as he had previously planned on doing he waited staring into the open maw of the creature. It was obviously trying to take out his head or neck area by the way it tilted it's head and already had it's mouth open. He could almost feel the heat of his it's breath and smell the decay of past meals.

He didn't have time to think as he instinctively let his grip go on the handle of the blade, allowing it to free fall for only a fraction of a second before grabbing it by the blade and shoving his arm forward. He positioned the blade tilted in front of him so that when the creature closed it's mouth on him the blade would pierce flesh and inside before teeth would arm. This was a far riskier move but it would also allow for the other man to finish the hopefully stunned or seriously injured creature.

Soon as the blade was in position he would try to let go and pull his arm out before the jaws actually snapped shut, and he knew it was going to be close. He knew that because of the speed of the creature he would also likely regret both the impact of him and it's body or having underestimated the creature. Either way he was focused on saving both of these people and probably more if this thing killed them and got into the village.

Ryle could see another silhouette and it took a step towards him. Then, with a voice of a man, it spoke and said, "I'm going to pull it but you will have wrap your own wound. Can you hear me? Do you understand?"
Before Ryle could answer, the silhouette -who was no doubt a man- tore Ryle's shirt to obtain a strip of clothing, jerked the sword off of Ryle's hand, and exchanged it with the strip of clothing. Suddenly, the man slowly counted backwards from three to one.
"What? Wait a se-" said Ryle.
Then the stinger was yanked out.
"MOTHER OF ALL FUCKS!!!"
The pain was unbearable. With that, Ryle's eyes rolled back and lost his consciousness. The man, who seemed content and pleased with what he had done, left Ryle unintended in his own pool of blood to fight the huge lion. Fortunately, a minute later, Ryle's wounds miraculously kneaded together and healed. Another minute later, He gained consciousness. Confused and dazed, he said, "Thank god it was all just a dream." When his vision cleared, his eyes widened from the shock. He couldn't believe his eyes. Blinking and rubbing his eyes, his vision became much clearer but it was still the same. His jaw dropped. Two man was fighting the huge lion with a scorpion's tail, in the night forest, under the brilliant moonlight's beam. When he inspect himself, he saw that he was soaked and drenched in his own blood. This was his reality. Once again, Ryle lost consciousness.

The manticore was too focused on Nate to care enough of what Dov was doing. The ringing in its ear caused it too slightly lost its balance but still, it was famished. It wanted to eat. In the path of his gaze, is Nate. Just as the man expected, the manticore lunged forward with its sharp saw like maw opened. Blood spurted out of the ceiling of it's mouth when the blade of the sword struck it. Unfortunately for Dov, the blade was lodged to deep to be pulled out, forcing him to abandon his sword to save his arm, just a microsecond before the manticore's jaw shut tight. Behind the massive creature, Dov added another wound to the manticore by stabbing it's throat which miraculously pierced through the brain. Just like Nate's sword, Dov's was stuck. With two swords lodged in it, it limped and fell, causing a small quake to shake the ground. Few leaves fell from close by trees, like slow waving green rain.